I guess I ask myself that every winter. It seems like last winter just barely got over, the trails are just barely opening up, the days are finally getting longer, and there is nothing to do but shred dirty mountain bike trails all day long, just in time to stare at the snowline, plummeting down the Wasatch all over again.
I guess this must be some kind of life theme. It seems like every stage of life has barely started by the time its over and time to move on to the next. I can remember the day I thought "where'd high school go?", then "where'd my mission trip for my church go?" and even "where'd my hellish summer job of installing fiberglass insulation go?"
For everything there is a season.
And I guess the best way to live life is to milk every season for all its worth. Which is why I've been stuck in limbo the last 4 years. I've been milking every last drop I can out of grad school.
However, I think the time has finally come to move on. To enter a new season. Whether it is a better or worse season matters little, only that it will be the new season, and one to enjoy in its own way.
I just hope it involves me having my own garage. No 28 year old man should be without his own garage. Its killing me.
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even i have my own garage ( :
I think cosco sells garages.
I have the perfect poster for you to hang in your garage. Call me when you get one.
The first time I had a garage on my first trip moving into the home I drove my bikes into the garage and ripped them off the car.
Don't do that.
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